[Quick Transmigration] Why does that crazy critic always chase me!

The fragrance of the tea on the desk was seductive, and Ji Ye sat down with his eyes down, not serving the tea on the table. He never liked to drink tea.

In the palace, there were only two maids standing at the entrance, who looked like they were serving.Ji Ye took a glance, then withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and secretly thought about the way out.

He is not interested in being someone's pet, nor is he interested in being a tool for power struggle.He likes men, but the premise is that they must be in an equal relationship.

What's more, that dog emperor is a lunatic!He's not interested in being with a madman.Who knows if he will go crazy one day or not.

As for the Duke's Mansion... Ji also looked indifferent, not to mention that Ji Fei was not good to the original owner, and even did such an inhumane thing as sending him to the man's bed.

Just talking about Ji Ye himself, he is not Ji Fei's own son, he has neither the emotion nor the obligation to sacrifice himself for the Duke's mansion.What's more, Ji Fei threatened and calculated him so much. Although Ji Ye didn't say it clearly, he was already vomiting to death.I can't wait to throw Ji Fei into the frying pan twice, how can I wrong myself for such a scumbag?

Of course, in the current form, Ji Ye had no choice but to take advantage of the trend and slowly figure it out.The reason is the same, because whether it is the dog emperor or Ji Fei, the power in their hands is enough to crush him to death.

In a feudal society, the imperial power was supreme, and the emperor's word was to lay down millions of corpses.Today's season is just a plaything in the eyes of the emperor.He had no brains to think that there was something special about him that could tell the mad emperor not to kill him.

Besides the emperor, there is also Ji Fei, a scumbag. As the Duke of Wei, he also has a lot of power in his hands.Ji Yeke never expected Ji Fei's conscience to treat him kindly.He can do the thing of sending his son to the dragon bed, so it can be seen that he has no intention of treating Ji Ye as his own son at all.

Ji couldn't help but wonder, was the original master Ji also Ji Fei's own son?Those who didn't know thought it was born by Mrs. Guo's wife.Such a look of abandonment, since it is so disgusting, why was it born in the first place?What a headache.

Ji Ye rubbed the center of his brows, exhaled, licked his lower lip, and was about to pick up the teacup next to him to moisten his lips, when a man was wearing a bright yellow Nine Dragon Robe and a jade crown. An angry man walked in.

As soon as Ji saw him, Ji felt the pain in his brain and buttocks. Even though he was reluctant in every possible way, he still took two steps forward, bowed his head and saluted, "See Your Majesty..." Before he could bend down , his wrists were held by big hands all the time, those hands were so hot, as if they could penetrate layers of brocade clothes and burn him directly.

Ji Ye's scalp was numb, he didn't dare to move, his face didn't show at all, and he straightened up following Chu Li's strength.

Chu Li smiled first, cheerfully helped Ji Ye up, looking in a good mood, "Yan Ru doesn't need to be polite."

Ji Ye, whose name is Yan Ru.

Ji Ye moved his slightly stiff face, and said in a low voice, "Courtesy cannot be discarded."

Hearing this, Chu Li withdrew his hand. Although he was still smiling, he felt more unpredictable than before, "The tutor of Duke Wei's family is indeed the best."

Ji didn't know if this sentence was just mocking himself, so he bowed his head and remained silent.

Chu Li glanced at him, said nothing, and walked towards the desk in the inner room.Ji also hesitated for a moment, and quietly followed behind.

Chu Li casually rummaged through the book case, and put a booklet in front of Ji Ye with a smile: "I heard that the son of Wei Guogong is unparalleled in style, from ancient times to the present, so I would like to ask Yan Ru to help me take a look at it." What did you write?"